he's tall and awkward and his nose is perfect and he has the right skin tone

No Escape

Genre: Apocalypse Au / Future Fluff / Future Angst / Future Smut

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Word Count: 2,140

Warnings: Mentions of dead bodies and blood, gory 

“Find some food Y/n. Find shelter and water. If you see anyone that’s not dead, don’t approach them. Don’t trust anyone.”

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Sugar Daddy (Jungkook x Reader)

@yameme HERE’S YOUR DADDY JUNGKOOK SMUT. CALLIN’ YOU OUT. HAAHA. enjoy~ I hope I did well~

Genre: Smut

Paring: Jungkook x Reader

Words: 2,545

Warnings: Daddy kink, fingering, dirty talk, etc.

Originally posted by jjks

You’re a pretty average college student…sort of.

You receive passing grades, have a nice group of friends, and attend class regularly. But…you don’t live in a dorm, and you don’t have a ‘job’. Strangers reactions are always confused when you tell them that—because how can you survive when you’re not making money?—and usually they just assume your parents are wealthy and are putting you through school. And sure, your parents are lending you a hand in paying tuition costs, but they’re not that generous. Or rich.

Your phone buzzing in your pocket is what knocks you out of your daydreaming, and you flinch, eyes flickering to where your professor is standing in front of the white board. Luckily, he doesn’t catch your slip up—the rule of the room being that phones must be on silent—and you slyly pull the device out from the pocket of your bag.


Come over after your class. I’ll buy you those heels you wanted the other day.

Licking your lips, you stare at the words on the screen for a good minute, your thighs unconsciously rubbing together in anticipation. Usually you meet at night—after Jungkook is done with his days, and you’ve finished your classes—but he wants to meet now? In the middle of the afternoon?

You try not to smile, imagining how worked up something must of made him today for him to ask of you out of the blue like this. However, nonetheless, you reply that you’ll be over soon and deposit your phone back into your bag, hiding your excitement behind your hand for the remainder of the class.

When your professor finally dismisses you, you don’t waste a moment before grabbing your bag and bustling out of the room—your knee-length dress fluttering behind you.

Exiting the building, you hurriedly make your way to the usual rendezvous point, smiling when you spot a familiar black car parked in the pick-up area for students. As you approach the vehicle the lock on the back door pops up, and you scoot inside, setting your bag on the ground and flashing a polite look to the familiar, well-dressed driver.

“Miss,” he nods in acknowledgment and then shifts gears, pulling away from the university and starting towards the middle of the city. Cars bustle up and down the street, and you stare out the tinted window along the practically memorized route.

You’d traveled to Jungkook’s residence far too many times now…

Pulling up to the building, you ready your bag and thank Jungkook’s driver for the ride, stepping out of the car and kicking the door closed behind you. Gliding across the lobby of the luxurious apartment building, you step into the elevator and press the button for the floor you need, silently leaning against the railing and waiting as the doors slide closed.

You hate to admit it but your panties are already feeling quiet damp, your mind having conjured up many…images along the ride. Obviously, your relationship with Jungkook isn’t exactly…a romantic, two-kids-in-love type relationship. It’s more….business.

Teasing, sex, hungry eyes, wandering hands, payment. He’s the reason you don’t work. The reason you have far more nice clothing and items than a college student needs. He’s your dark knight—which you had happened to meet about a six months ago, in the dark depths of a club on the far end of town. But more so than a dark knight, he’s your…sugar daddy.

You can’t help shake your head at the term. It hardly feels right, considering that he’s only in his late 20’s, but—technically speaking—you are his sugar baby. His very much beloved, very much called upon sugar baby.

At first you’d been doubtful of his proposal when he’d told you about it on the cold street outside the night club—your car engine shot and no way to get home. He’d offered you a ride, which had turned into a drunken, passionate make-out in the backseat, and then a re-route to his house. When you woke the next morning you had barely remembered what had happened, but you remembered Jungkook—how could you not? He was more stunning than a marble statue in an art museum.

“Let me take care of you,” he had said, brushing your hair out of your eyes, touch gentle, and without thinking much you had agreed.

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my experience with hi-touch. fair warning: this very well might be out of order because let me tell you,,,, the hi-touch is so rushed anyway… onto the story:

chan: i joked about somehow ending up a chan stan for months leading up to this concert lmao. he hasnt toppled han as my bias or anything, thank god, but guys…. he’s actually really handsome. you ever seen a man that is sexy, handsome and cute all at once? that is chan. he smiled the whole time. he also laughed at my lil mini freak out over him and joshua.

joshua: ???????? pictures do not do joshua justice AT ALL. he’s actually so beautiful irl. he’s got this tiny little pixie face and his eyes are so twinkling. he’s responsible for my lil mini freak out where i just kinda yelled out “oh my god you’re all so handsome!!!” his hands were really big too btw. he’s VERY tan and very glowy. his skin is kinda flawless but pretty much every member had perfect skin. 

seungkwan: again, even more handsome irl. he looked so absolutely happy he and he actually said “thank you” when i said they were all really handsome. i pretty much became the “:O” face afterwards which lead to more members reacting to me.

this is where… my memory gets fuzzy…. so it’s probably not in the right order.

wonwoo: his teeth are beautiful and he has one of the most uniquely attractive faces i’ve ever seen in my entire life. y’all know that little nose scrunch thing he does when he’s really happy? he did that @ me and it felt like i was being personally blessed. wonwoo might very well be my bias wrecker at this point. he’s beautiful. if someone says he’s one of the main visuals in svt, i wouldn’t disagree. he was definitely one that left me shaken. i stepped in with wonwoo near the bottom of my bias list and now he’s near the top lmao.

mingyu: not much of a huge difference from pictures to person tbh. i will say once you get over the fact that he looks like a tree, you realize he actually looks really young? chan looks older than him. he’s got these cute chubby cheeks. very twinkly eyes and teeth that contrast so perfectly with him skin. his skin is beautiful irl btw. we made eye contact briefly. i would say now he’s more cute than like, in your face sexy??? he looks like a little baby.

vernon: had the most eye contact with me i think. his teeth are roughly 50%of his face. he’s pretty pale in real life actually?? compared to most of the other members. not much of a difference like mingyu, he is really tall though. more tall than you’d expect. 

woozi: i know people doubt his height a lot but i think he is actually 5′6? he’s awkward too irl but he’s so cute and low key kinda thick???? he’s got curves and a cute little butt. he’s also actually pretty pale. his skin is actually FLAWLESS. you couldn’t see a single pore or pimple. he looked like a little doll.

jun: i don’t remember much about jun other than him being really tall lmao he’s really tan too. 

dk: i don’t remember much about dk tbh. i know now he’s second tannest compared to mingyu. also really good looking. @17dad had a more in depth meeting with dk lmao

s.coups: his skin is really red??? he has a natural red undertone and his lips, ears and face get so red. his facial features in general are so big lmao but he’s so much more handsome in real life. the main thing i noticed are his ears??? they stick out ??? so much??? you can tell he really loves you and is excited to meet you. 

jeonghan: he got big ass yaoi hands.. BIG HANDS. he’s not super tan or anything but his skin tone is pretty much the exact opposite of coups. he’s not red at all. his face is super petite aside from his eyes. he looks like a baby deer with those big eyes of his. he’s got a nice side profile too. his nose is so small and perfectly shaped??? it has the perfect slant to it. he’s got real thin lil lips too. he’s also insanely lanky and his legs go to his asshole. i felt very awkward standing in front of him with this big ass fan with his face on it. lmao.

 minghao: i’m going to be completely honest….. i didn’t even look at minghao because i was too busy looking back at jeonghan. he looks younger irl though. he’s got a very cute face. hes also really tan.

hoshi: wasn’t there. i know he looked good at the time.

Percy Jackson Appearance Headcanons

So I got a few requests for more Percy headcanons so I figured why not give a super extensive list of how I imagine him.

  • He was definitely the type of kid that transitions from cute-but-sorta-awkward-malnourished-looking-scrawny-duckling to holy-shit-when-did-this-happen-you-have-the-looks-of-a-roman-god
  • He actually has hella good bone structure. High cheekbones, straight nose, nice jaw line, very angular. He gets that from Sally but where Sally had a softness to her bone structure, he gets Poseidon regal sharpness.
  • His features are very roguish as well (Something that gets worse and worse as he grows.) There has also always been something distinctly untrustworthy about him at first glance - part of it is from his crooked trouble maker smile and the slight mischievous glint to his eye, the other part is from the brooding stare and snarky tone of voice he has the other 80 percent of the time. 
  • A few kids when he first came to camp thought he might have been a son of hermes for these very reasons.
  • He has an awful case of resting bitch face - to the very point that he looks unapproachable and highly intimidating. He inherits Poseidon’s natural brood and sharpness which mixes with Sally’s hella fine bone structure to give a perfect blended look of unsociable, uncommunicative, detachment. It’s not as bad when he’s young but as he gets older and all of his features sharpen and mature, does the intimidation factor grow.
  • His hair is so so nice. It’s as black as night and extremely thick. It’s parted messily on his left and is tousled and disheveled in that windswept way that makes you just want to run your hands through it.
  • He has a natural creamy tan tone to his skin as if he’s always just got back from the beach or spends most of his days out in the sun.
  • He literally looks the part of the stereotypical bad boy - ripped up clothing, tousled black hair, wicked smirk, brooding resting face, haughty facial features, scars, hot - not to imply I think he acts or is characterized that way, not at all, but as far as looks go he embodies that stereotype.
  • His eyebrows are amazing - arched in just the right way and very defined. It’s hard to tell if you’re not up close but there is a thin scar running along the edge of his right eyebrow. The skin there split when Gabe had punched him a bit too hard when he was younger and never healed properly.
  • Speaking of Gabe, there are more assortments of permanent reminders that Percy got from him. There are glossy polka dot scars that litter his forearms - a result of a burning cigarette being pressed into the flesh. Then there is a scar on his right shoulder blade where Gabe had ‘accidentally’ knocked him into the stone counters and the corner dug into his back.
  • His body type is lean and tall. He’s not bulky or bulging with muscles but is  defined and toned in that perfect lithe swimmer body way.
  • He walks very lightly on his feet - this comes from many things, originating from sneaking past Gabe around the apartment so he wouldn’t be noticed. Then from the assortment of boarding schools when he was outside of his dorm passed curfew. Then from sneaking around camp(whether it be for quests or with Annabeth if you get what I mean) Then finally from sneaking passed monsters.
  • He stays at a pretty average height for most of pjo, always seeming to be an inch or two below Annabeth until the Battle of the Labyrinth and he is exactly parallel to her. In the Last Olympian he finally gains a good few inches on her but SoN and MoA are the beginning of all the major growth spurts (did you see the way he inhaled all that food in hoo, that boy is totally growing.) He actually ends up being pretty tall (6′2′’)
  • I wanted to talk about his smiles but I already made a post about that so here are my head canons on that for anyone who’s interested (X)
  • He had braces right after the end of the sea of monsters right up until the beginning of the battle of the labyrinth. (They were blue of course.)
  • His accent isn’t too strong but isn’t subtle either. Being born and raised in New York will definitely alter your way of speech and his accent becomes stronger when he’s really angry or excited.
  • His posture definitely isn’t perfect - he slouches in what appears to be a “I don’t care” type of way which adds to the appeal of the “trouble-maker” appearance and makes him seem a bit shorter than he really is. This posture originates from him trying not to grab the attentions of other.
  • Percy’s definitely a late bloomer. He’s always been on the awkward/cute side of things, but it’s not until fourteen that things really start to pick up and he is pretty decent looking. Nearing seventeen he is solidly into the ‘hot’ category but at nineteen is when things really really come together. Some of his features that had been awkward in his youth are now some of his best. His face has matured, the angles of his cheeks and jaw are sharper, his shoulders have gotten broader, and he’s reaching that final height.
lai guanlin first meeting! AU

summary: in which you meet the new guy from taipei in your neighbourhood at the park playing basketball and you help him overcome his language barrier ft. seonho

length: 1.3k

a/n: i just saw wanna one yesterday at kcon and they are amazing. i have a fan account coming up soon basically i had hi touch with them (as well as monsta x, sf9, pentagon - i’ll explain why i got so many without spending any money) im also hardcore monobebe now rip me hyungwon was so smiley during hi touch omg and changkyun and kihyun are perfect. i wrote this a while ago lol so its not edited. but HAPPY BIRTHDAY GUANLIN (i told him this in chinese but no idea if he replied) im so hekjdqekjfheq post concert depression is peeking i stan all the groups that were at kcon now ;;; thats like 30 groups i stan in total now rip me 

Originally posted by heseungs

note: normal font is speaking in korean and italics is speaking in chinese 

  • you’ve been living in seoul for 2 years already
  • you were born in australia and from there you had lived in hong kong and france 
  • and hence you could speak 4 languages fluently; english, korean, chinese and french 
  • your mum was chinese and your dad was half korean and half french 
  • people were always in awe of how “cool” your ethnicity was and you definitely agreed it was unique
  • but you didn’t like how once you finally had settled into a new country, you’d have to move to another and try to adapt again
  • and it was also really easy to lose touch with the friends you’d made
  • anyways enough of that lmao
  • you are now living in the city of seoul in korea 
  • and you were lucky that you fitted in quite well and your neighbour was yoo seonho who was probably the most outgoing kid ever who knew literally everyone 
  • so he basically introduced you to everyone 
  • he was one year younger than you but very smart so you guys were in the same grade 
  • you two would often walk home together and crash each other’s houses to do  homework together

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Too Hot To Handle: Chapter Forty-One

So I kinda wrote a different kind of fanfiction. It’s nothing as in depth as my other fics so I am going to post it here. ENJOY!!***Actor, Real Person Fanfiction, Walking Dead RPF***Featuring: Jeffrey Dean Morgan X Original Female Character, Norman Reedus and others.. (FYI this is total fiction, as in I know nothing about JDMs life or that of his real SO and son etc. Because of this, for this work of fiction, they don’t exist. Jeffrey’s been a typical actor playboy dating fellow stars etc. This is written for sick daydreaming pleasure.)

Aria St. James is a busy woman with a thriving restaurant. She thought she had everything she needed until a few famous faces visit her dining room. A tall, dark and handsome actor decides Aria’s just what he’s been looking for.

Rating: Mature : NSFW **dirty dirty**

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Originally posted by mypapawinchester

“Oh god that color looks awful on you.” Megan exclaimed, her mouth twisted into a grimace. “Try the plum one. It’ll look amazing with your skin tone.”

“It’s tight and strapless, my boobs are gonna fall out and I told you I’m bloated. I’m gonna look like a whale.” Aria huffed, tugging off the red dress that made her look like the Kool-Aid man.

Her friend was in town for the weekend and had vowed to find the perfect gown for Jeffrey’s movie premier. Aria was happy to take the help, the stress was making her sick to her stomach. She also felt more than a little lost figuring out what was appropriate on the red carpet. 

“That’s why you use double sticky tape. It’ll be fine and you look fucking hot in that shade of purple.”

Sighing deeply, Aria used the last of her patience to pull on the twelfth dress she tried on in the last thirty minutes. Zipping it up, the material hugged her body perfectly, the skirt flowing into soft pleats. Humming, she turned around and saw that it made her ass look good also. 

“Okay. This has to be it.” She announced from the stall, coming out to show Megan. 

“See! I told you purple is your color. You look amazing.”

“Will Jeff like it?”

“Honey, you could wear a potato sack and that man would be all over you.”

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A closeted couple

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Request: Calum and Y/N always get teased by everyone bc they’re so in love but won’t admit it

“You take up so much space oh my god,” you pout as you try to fit in the small space between Calum and the end of the couch.

He smiles smugly at you and slouches even more, stretching his legs. You huff under your breath and just fall on top of him. He curses and pushes you away, causing you to grab onto his shirt to stay on the couch, which only results in the two of you falling in a mess of tangled limbs and loud curses.

“I fucking hate you,” he groans from his spot on the ground, and you hit his shoulder before jumping back onto the couch, sitting crosslegged on the edge because you’re not an asshole like him.

He smiles as he sees that you’re not taking further revenge and lies back down on the couch with his head on your lap, sighing contentedly as you start running your fingers through his thick hair, slightly massaging his scalp.

“I don’t think you deserve this,” you grumble, knowing how much he likes his hair being played with. “You’re an ass.”

“You love me,” he says off-handedly, peeking at you between his lashes with a devilish grin before grabbing the TV remote.

“What’d ya wanna watch?”

“Don’t care,” you shrug, concentrating on your fingers in his hair, tugging at the strands and untangling the messy curls that he hasn’t bothered to completely straighten.

He hums under his breath, letting his head fall completely against your hands as he puts some shitty reality TV show on. Both of you only pay it half a mind, him letting himself relax and you concentrating on the task at hand, the room silent except for the buzz of the TV and Calum’s occasionnal moan when you rub particularly roughly against his head or tug a little harshly at a strand of hair.

You’ve just worked out a knot and consequently pulled a little too hard on his hair, making him moan, when other boys spill into the room.

“Are we interrupting something?” Michael asks, eyebrows shooting up and a devilish grin playing at his lips.

“Nope,” you say brightly in total sync with Calum who lets out a lazy, content ‘nah’.

The smirks on the three boys’ faces dim, obviously disappointed at the lack of funny business going on.

“We’re watching TV reality, come make fun of people,” you grin.

“What’s all the moans about, then?” Luke asks dubiously as they settle on the ground in front of the couch.

“Fucking headmassage,” Calum sighs in bliss. “I’m in fucking heaven.”

“Ooooh, can I get one?” Ashton asks, dimples on show as he shakes his curls wildly.

“No, it’s only for me,” Calum immediately protests.

“You can’t have the monopoly of Y/N,” Ashton disagrees.

“Watch me! She has magical fingers and it’s just for me.”

Luke and Mike snicker like the two immature boys they are, and you tap your finger against Calum’s nose.

“Don’t be rude.”

“But it’s our thing,” Calum pouts, looking up at you with the puppy-eyes he’s perfected over the years.

You roll your eyes and ruffle your hand through his now fluffy curls one last time before pushing at him and forcing him to sit up on the couch.

“Sure, sure.”

“Whipped,” Luke coughs, and Calum automatically answers:

“Shut up, Luke.”

“Hey, that’s my line!” Mike protests.

“Whipped,” you cough, imitating Luke.

“That’s not the same thing,” Mike pouts. “I have the monopoly of bullying Luke. It’s always been like that.”

Calum and you sport similar mocking grins at how the situation has reversed and Luke groans in annoyance.

“It’s not like that, it’s a friendship thing. He doesn’t make me moan.”

Mike raises an eyebrow at him.


Luke immediately throws a pillow at him, his cheeks flushing.

“Shut up! You promised you weren’t going to bring that up again!”

Calum and you explode into laughter while Ashton shakes his head in amusement.

“I don’t even wanna know.”

“I’m gonna order some pizza,” Luke mumbles, still blushing, and stands up from the couch to make the call.

Humming happily, you lean your head against Calum’s shoulder, loving the vibes that this band brings you. Calum looks down to you and gives you a fond smile that causes warmth to spread in your chest. You’re so happy they decided to spend their break in LA. You’ve missed them so much, and especially this feeling of warmth and comfort you’ve always felt with Calum. You’re just so in sync, always, and so close everyone always thinks you’re dating.

Luke comes back and, true to his obnoxious self, plops down right in your lap, completely ruining your moment with Calum, as well as blocking your view of the TV screen. You groan exaggeratedly at his weight, making the other boys laugh, but don’t try to make him move. You know it doesn’t work.

“If you’re so good at massages and I can’t get a head one, can you at least do my shoulders? I’m sore.”

You can hear the sincerity in his tone so you don’t put up an argument, instead pressing your fingers against the muscles on top of his back until you find the knots. You work on them, kneading the muscles, and Luke squirms a little under your touch, mixed pain and pleasure shooting through him.

“Can we change the channel? This is boring!” Ashton complains, and you hear them shift the station to some animal documentary, which has both Luke and Calum sigh happily.

Your heart melts at how adorable they are, these rockstars millions of fans in the world adore, how simple and dorky and lovable they have stayed despite their success.

You’re just thinking about that when you work out a knot and Luke moans loudly, the sound followed by a soft ‘fuck’. The room falls silent and you imagine that all eyes are turned to Luke in shock, but you can’t see anything because of his tall body.

“Right there, right there,” Luke mutters and you redouble your efforts on the spot right over his left shoulderblade. “Yeah right there, fuck.”

In an instant, Luke is pulled out of your lap. You blink up to see both Calum and Mike in movement, Mike grabbing the tall blonde away from you while Calum pulls you to his side.

“That was fucking pornographic, Luke,” Mike grits out.

“Yeah what the hell?” Calum agrees, his jaw set with anger.

“But it was just a massage,” Luke smirks in Calum’s direction, clearly making fun of him.

Except Calum doesn’t seem to find it very funny, as his eyes darken and his jaw tightens. To be honest, it’s kind of hot. You’ve always had to agree with your girl friends when they gushed about Calum’s good looks, despite how weird it made you feel, and you have to admit that his sharp jaw and the pulsing vein at his neck make him even more attractive than usual.

You shift your eyes away from him before anyone can see you staring, but you know it’s too late when Ashton meets your gaze with a knowing look in his eyes and a teasing smile at his face. You roll your eyes and instead concentrate on the drama again.

Both Calum and Mike look furious, while Luke is a mix of confused, smug and amused.

“Why are you guys even mad?” You wonder, and Calum looks down at you again, eyes softening immediately.

“Whatever,” he grumbles and pulls you onto his lap, hooking his chin on your shoulder.

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lenfaz  asked:


@lenfaz This one’s for you Lena! I’m sorry it took so long and that it’s literally SO LONG. I swear, it was supposed to be short and sweet but I didn’t have a lot of time to write so I just kept going back to it when I could find time and idk??? IT TURNED INTO 8K WORDS OF DOMESTIC FLUFF. Yup, this is where the muse took me.

The song my playlist gave me was North by Sleeping At Last where the title and the lyrics and the inspiration for this fic came from.

Anyway, Lena. Again, sorry it took FOREVER but here it is, and I hope you enjoy it! Thank you for the request!

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We’ll tell our stories on these walls

Every year, measure how tall

And just like a work of art,

We’ll tell our stories on these walls

It’s barely light out when he slowly stirs from slumber.

While Emma has convinced him many a time over the years to lay in bed a while longer, sleep in a little later, not much can override, literally centuries of routine.

But, it’s not routine that rouses him from sleep this time.

It’s the curious, incomprehensible yet undeniably alert babbling emanating from the room down the hall.

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